Awareness

 Today was another powerful day of awareness.

I wasn’t frustrated — just observant. Something in me has shifted, and now I see clearly what I used to overlook. I’m noticing how people repeat the same stories, the same habits, the same excuses. I’m feeling energy more than words. And the more I sit in silence, the more obvious everything becomes.

Lately, people can’t look me in the eye the way they used to. Not because of anything I’ve done — but because clarity makes the unconscious uncomfortable. When you live with discipline, honesty, and stillness, your presence becomes a mirror. Some people aren’t ready for what their own reflection shows them.

What I’m realizing is this:

Most people aren’t as “broken” as they claim. The mind isn’t as sick as culture labels it. Much of what we call illness is really habit, identity, and comfort. Patterns repeated so long that they feel like truth. I’m seeing how often people lie to themselves, not out of evil, but out of fear of changing the story they live in.

Meanwhile, my own mind is entering a new space — a higher frequency. I only want silence, vision, discipline, and that billionaire mindset I’m rebuilding inside. I’m not drawn to chaos or noise anymore. I’m simply observing, learning, evolving.

This is the stage where detachment becomes clarity.

Where awareness becomes strength.

Where the next version of me is forming.

And I welcome it.

Yoruba Yogi